”Motherhood is not the greatest good for the Christian woman. Whether you are a mom or not, don’t get caught up in sentimentalism that sets it up as some saintly role. The greatest good is being conformed to the image of Christ. Now, motherhood is certainly one of God’s primary tools in His arsenal for this purpose for women. But it is not the end itself. Being a mom doesn’t make you saintly. Believe me. Being a mom exposes all the ways you are a sinner, not a saint. Not being a mom and wanting to be one does too.”
-excerpt from “For Moms, Former Moms, and Wannabe Moms” by Wendy Horger Alsup, a fellow mom whose personal and public encouragement I am very thankful for (I linked this to FB earlier this week, but I know there a few who read this here who don’t have Facebook; I also want it filed in my blog for my own sake)
“Of course, he is not the least impressed with frenzy. Nor is he pleased with Boomer indolence. What his face says to me is: “I am your rest every day, and there is good work to do every day till you’re home.”
“God has called me to this one great thing, and his face affirms it every day: “With full courage, now (after 65) as always, let Christ be magnified in your body, whether by life or by death” (Philippians 1:20). Live now to make much of Christ. Measure everything by this: Will it help more people admire Jesus more intensely and treasure Jesus more deeply?”
~John Piper, reflecting in “What Happens When You Turn 65”, but certainly also applicable to motherhood
“Relationships cost. It’s not that you aren’t going to blow it. It is what you do with it, when you do.”
Perhaps there was something more powerful to experience than a perfect Mother: the wonder of acommitted Mother who simply humbles herself.
Like that Shepherd who knew the cost of relationship, chose to pay the price, and, staggeringly, “humbled Himself… even to the point of death on a cross” (Phil 2:8).
Out of the ashes and brokenness of our sin, rises the breathtaking exquisiteness of humility and grace, the Cross. And out of the anguish and woundedness of Mama’s life, surfaced a gentle humility and a dogged devotion to relationship. Regardless.”
~excerpts from “For the Mother Who Fears Failure” by Ann Voskamp